Almighty Fat Goddess

Chapter 448 Science Fiction Magazine Editorial Department

The little brother said something unconfident, and the nearest editor, Xiao Dong, frowned and pointed to his desk.

"Leave it here, thank you."

The little brother smiled awkwardly, put down the takeaway in his hand, and then ran away. He thought that the group of people were taking drugs collectively, with haggard and sallow faces.

Xiao Dong sighed, got up and poured a glass of water, and then shouted at everyone.

"Let's eat first, everyone, don't be too busy..."

Opening the box, these editors got up and...

Picking up the lunch boxes and eating in their own seats while staring at the computer reviewing manuscripts...

Xiao Dong ran to Xiao Lin's table next to him with his lunch box in his arms, sighing while eating.

"Hey, it's all caused by this damn essay competition. I didn't expect that young people in our country are so interested in science fiction. I'm really tired and vomiting blood. I read more than 300 articles today..."

Kobayashi nodded while reading the manuscript on the computer.

"I'm almost the same, but the manuscript is so useless, you see what kind of shit is written here... I was sitting at home watching TV, our dog suddenly barked, and then an alien appeared in front of me , Really, I'm a puppy... I'm going, I'm really convinced, this shit should be submitted to a ghost magazine! Still a puppy?"

At this time, the people from the two tables next door also came to join the camp of complaining...

"Oh, what a tragedy. After a few days of suffering like this, I must die suddenly. I hope there is no essay in heaven..."

"Hehe, if my son becomes an editor when he grows up, I must break his dog legs!"

"Hey, I'm not afraid of too many manuscripts, but I'm afraid that the task will not be completed. Each of us has ten manuscripts, and now I only have three. It's only 10 hours, 23 minutes and 38 seconds before the deadline for submission tomorrow... Oh, it's 34 seconds now ..."

"Oh my god, I'm afraid, I'm better than you, but I only selected 4 articles, and I'm afraid of the hideous face of the editor-in-chief, and my lovely bonus..."

"Oh, it's time to break up, let's work overtime, I guess I'll have to stay up all night tonight..."

……

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, it was the sleepiest time. The group of editors relied on the smell of Xiao Dong's sweaty feet to refresh themselves and continue to review manuscripts.

But 3 minutes later, Kobayashi cried first...

"Damn, what's the situation, I don't have any manuscripts here, what should I do?"

Then Zhao Yanhua also called out.

"I don't have any manuscripts anymore..."

Then others also shouted out...

"How about... Let's just tell the editor-in-chief. Don't blame us for running out of manuscripts. This is caused by considerable factors..."

"No, the editor-in-chief will tell you that the disappearance of the bonus is also an objective factor..."

"Then what should we do? It's impossible for us to write it ourselves?"

"Or just find a few similar articles to deal with?"

"Bad idea, do you think the editor-in-chief is illiterate? Tomorrow will die faster!"

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work. What should I do? Oh, I'm so anxious. If I don't complete the task tomorrow, I'll be unlucky... I don't think it's possible. Let's find it online..."

A group of people were stunned for a moment, then dispersed in all directions, and immediately turned on the Internet to search for science fiction novels. Within 2 minutes, Zhao Yanhua shouted.

"Brothers, Wenyue Fiction Network, First Book Pavilion, Scan Library, there are categories of science fiction novels!"

……

After 5 minutes, someone scolded me!
"My Cao, although the writing is okay, but TM is only a few million words at every turn. We are short stories, bro!"

"It can't be used. It's science fiction. Most of them go to cultivate immortals and ask for longevity in the guise of science fiction. The editor-in-chief will definitely be pissed off when he reads it tomorrow..."

"It's the same with me, I'll start to cultivate after a long time, it's so fucking nonsense..."

"It seems that most of them are pretending to face, it's completely pseudo science fiction..."

……

In the midst of everyone's complaints, there was a cry...

"First Book Pavilion, found the target, rely on me, God Book, brothers, this time we are saved, come here!"

The others huffed and rushed over, everyone had been waiting all night for this word.

""Country Teacher"! Listening to the name, it seems that it has nothing to do with science fiction!"

"There doesn't seem to be any sci-fi stuff in the front. Although there are some in the middle, it's too far-fetched. I don't see any relationship between this teacher and aliens..."

"Don't worry, just watch the ending..."

……

After 5 minutes, everyone gasped...

"I'm Cao...that's awesome, it's really a divine book, yes, that's it, download it quickly!"

"It seems...can't be downloaded, there is anti-theft..."

"Let's type it by hand. Let's divide the work. Each chapter will be more than 2 words. I think it will take half an hour at most. After typing it, we will put it together!"

"But...we don't go through the permission of other people's websites, it's not good..."

……

One minute later, Zhao Yanhua rubbed her temples, but still made up her mind.

"Dead friends don't die poor, brothers, copy it first, it should be fine, I don't think this book is signed, it means it has nothing to do with the website..."

"But...it's not good for the author to know about it. When it's really going to be published, and we are accused of plagiarism, I guess the editor-in-chief will stab us to death and feed us to the dogs downstairs..."

"It should be fine. The author hasn't signed a contract yet. He must be an asshole. He won't notice..."

"I think the matter is a bit big. Look at her profile. She also wrote "Legend of Zhen Huan"..."

"I, Cao, really, this is the screenwriter of "Legend of Zhen Huan"! This cannot be copied, and the editor-in-chief will probably be laid off if he is sued..."

……

A group of people fell into a stalemate again. Seeing the time getting closer and closer, each of them was circling around the room anxiously. It was Xiao Lin who suddenly let out a cry...

"Yanhua, isn't the second uncle of your wife's brother-in-law's classmate's brother-in-law's daughter-in-law working at Beijing Satellite TV? Let him ask us to see if we can contact the author. When she authorizes it, it will be fine."

"Pull it down quickly, the relationship is irrelevant. Besides, my wife's brother-in-law's classmate's brother's daughter-in-law's second uncle is on the TV station, but the fucking one is just a gatekeeper. Besides, it's already 03 in the morning :30, there are so many relationships in between, who do you want me to contact?"

"Everyone, don't panic, think about it carefully, who can still contact the people on this website, or the people on Beijing Satellite TV..."

"How about this, let's fight first, think while fighting, don't waste time..."

……

A group of people immediately returned to their seats and began to type and copy the chapters by hand. After one point, each person basically had about 2000 words, and the fast one was over in 20 minutes, and the slow one was about 30 minutes.

After finishing the busy work and sorting out the documents, everyone gathered together again to build relationships.

In the end, Zhao Yanhua came up with an idea.

"Everyone, I have a buddy who often reads novels and seems to have written a few. I'll try to ask about the situation first. If I'm lucky, I'll get something..."

When the others heard that they were hopeful, they all nodded. Zhao Yanhua picked up the phone and dialed a number, but no one answered after more than a dozen rings. Nonsense, it was almost four o'clock in the middle of the night, and he would be damned if someone answered.

"Keep dialing!"

Dial again, no one answers, dial again...

(End of this chapter)